Serena

Chapter 39

Serena's POV

"Your accent is reallllyyy charming." Britney flirtatiously sighs a moan, complimenting Alek's accent mid-way as he shares his stories of studies abroad in London.

"Hmm, it really is." Chantel eagerly agrees, slumping down onto the surface of the table, staring endlessly with sparkles in her eyes.

After English and Science this morning, Alek had effortlessly stole the spotlight and now owning everyone's attention during our lunch break. Today, both Koen and Alek acts as if yesterday's event had never occurred even after staying the night at my place. And honestly, I had never of expected Alek to obliviously enter the school either.

"... You should come to my house party this Thursday night! Everyone would be there!" Kathy exclaims, having a flock of seagulls praising her idea.

Alek simply puts her invite on hold, looks over my direction from across the table and waits. I try to play it off with a confused frown but I know damn well he's waiting for an answer from me. A small smirk lifts from the corner of his lips, showing full view of his right dimple. Whisper erupts around us and now I truely understood his purpose. He wants to put me off-limits.

"Yeah, I... I think you should come too." I smile back, looking around as if I was asking for everyone's approval in my answer. But the corner of my eyes catches Koen with his arms crossed under his chest, gazing at me with disapproval.

"Sounds like fun! And I'm always down for parties." Alek says so charmingly, making the girls sigh in adoration. "But," he says, his smile dropping a little, "is this guy coming?"

All eyes trails Alek's eyes to Koen who stood behind Dustin. Koen throws Alek a sharp side-eye and said, "I am."

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"Woah gattina, if you wanted to touch me, I would have offered it to you if you asked, no need for the push." Alek holds both hands up in a surrendered move with his head leaning closer down my face.

"What are you doing here?" I demand in a low tone, clutching the collar of his shirt in a first full.

"What do you mean, Amelia? I simply asked for a tour around the school." He avoids my question, pushing his weight further into my hand, inching closer towards my front. And the whole time, he has a cunning smile plaster on his face.

I try to shove him back, to put distance between us but it's no use. "You're avoiding my question, Aleksander De Sullivan. What are you doing in this school?"

His dimples sinks further in his cheeks while both his arms wraps around my waist pulling me up, closer towards his body. "Hmm, but what will I get if I answer your question, gattina?"

My grip on his collar disappears when I hold his neck in a chock. "You are in no position to negotiate with me." He doesn't flinch or back away from my threat making me feel almost powerless to him. Slowly, I ask, "what do you want?"

A split second of disbelief appears before he grins sinisterly down my face. The Aleksander I thought I knew is now someone I do not know anymore. "Kiss..." he slowly says in a purr, inching closer down towards my lips, his arms wrapping tighter around my waist and shoulder. "I want to kiss you."

A kiss? A simple and innocent request for answers? That's it?! A scoff nearly escapes my lungs but I slowly watch as his expression changes from being his charming self to a nearly timid shy little boy I remembered from the past. "Alright, a kiss."